Hating this look!

Prior to leaving Chapel Hill, my female handler (f.h.) attempted to dress me in rope. The only thing I was missing from completing my new look were chains...

This new contraption is supposedly a tool to allow me walk at Rest Stops, while giving my female handler a false sense that she's in control of my actions. Dudette....pleeeeeeeeeeease!! My front paws were out of these ropes within 5 minutes. If it wasn't for my robust girth, I would have bolted completely, leaving this red rope in the dust.

So, we left at 6am on Thursday. Quite emotional for f.h. as neighbors actually came over at the 11th hour for final hugs. In order to lighten the mood, she made sure everyone was indeed up...by honking the U-Haul horn all the way down the street. Bye Dot, Bye Valerie, Bye Lauren! I will miss your sun spot on the dining room table!

We were stuffed in our three respective cages, and the door closed, leaving us in the dark for 11 hours. Fortunately the roar of the road hid the fact that it was pouring rain, and we skirted tornadoes all the way down to Georgia.

There's talk that there's another road trip tomorrow. Can't wait....